Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the books.

Hermione could feel Malfoy's cold glare as soon as she entered the Headmaster's office. She rolled her eyes and took the chair opposite him. Just as she was getting situated the door opened and in walked Dumbledore. His warm eyes twinkled as he spotted his two highest achieving students.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting." He smiled. "There was an unfortunate incident involving a few first year students in the great hall. I assume you both remember what it is to be young and so new to the way we do things in this school."

Malfoy snorted.

Hermione nodded her head in sympathy.

Dumbledore took his seat in front of them. "So you probably want to know why it is that I have called you both here."

Malfoy straighten in his seat and his ears perked up attentively.

Well at least we know he's capable of listening to others Hermione thought. But then again he has to listen to his teachers, he has the second highest grades, he almost bested me a few times. To bad he's so evil; we might have some pretty interesting things to converse about. Hermione's train of thought came to a screeching halt as she was suddenly aware that she was in a meeting.

"- You will need to meet twice a week to make plans for the upcoming winter festival." Dumbledore finished.

"That is all I have for today. Feel free to ask me should any problems arise."

Hermione smiled, "Of course Headmaster."

Malfoy nodded his acceptance and opened the door, and waited politely for Hermione to proceed through. Just as she was about to cross the threshold Dumbledore's voice halted her.

"I assume you both are aware that it is customary for the Head-boy and Head-girl to share the first dance at the winter festival."

Hermione's breath left her body in a whoosh and all thoughts of Malfoy's uncharacteristic good manners flew out of her head in light of this new information. Hermione nodded mutely and continued through the door, Malfoy followed.

She heard a growl behind her and braced herself for his verbal assault.

"No way I'm dancing with you, you disgusting little Mudblood. How dare Dumbledore insinuate that I dance with someone who is clearly so beneath me."

"What and you think I want to dance with you, the bouncing ferret. I don't think so. I'd rather have my eyes put out with hot needles.

"Well at least we both agree on something." Malfoy snarled.

They glared at each other for a few more seconds and then both whirled around and stalked off in their respective directions.

It took a few moments for Hermione to realize that she was headed in the wrong direction. She turned on her heel and headed in the opposite direction. She rolled her eyes as she noticed Malfoy headed her way.

He crossed his arms over his chest defensively and came to a stop in front of her. "Just thought I'd take the scenic route." He glanced at her face and was surprised to see that a small smile was in place.

She cleared her throat. "I umm-- also thought I'd take the more scenic route." She moved to the left in effort to walk around him at the same time he moved to the right. Then they both move in the same direction again.

Warm sparks ignited in her body as Malfoy placed his hands on her shoulders in order to keep her still.

"You stay here, and I'll go around."

Hermione's smile widened and she was shocked to see what could only be described as warmth twinkling in Malfoy's normally cold gaze. They both nodded politely at each other and once again headed in opposite directions. As Hermione turned the corner she leaned against the wall, and let out the shaky breath she'd been holding. It's a chemical imbalance, that's all nothing that a few vitamins won't cure. She thought to herself. She nodded firmly and pushed herself off the wall and continued in the direction of the library.

A/N: Thank you to XXDREAMING OF YOUXXX the one person who decided to review my story, I appreciate it.

Reese